Chapter 16 - the cornered predator
carlo morretti stumbled backward in the dark, dropping his wine glass as he heard his elite guards being systematically neutralized in the suffocating silence. his arrogant facade completely shattered into pure, humiliating terror.
he scrambled toward the back exit of the warehouse, drawing a gold-plated revolver. but before his hand could even touch the heavy metal door, the emergency backup lights flickered to a dim, eerie red glow.
standing perfectly still, completely blocking the exit, was sylvester stallone.
the rugged, massive boss didn't have his weapon drawn. he stood with his hands resting casually at his sides, his dark eyes radiating an overwhelming, demonic aura that completely paralyzed carlo.
"you brought fire to my docks," sylvester stated, his deep voice echoing off the concrete walls like a death knell.
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"i'll kill you!" carlo screamed hysterically, raising his trembling revolver and firing a single shot directly at sylvester's chest.
the loud gunshot echoed through the warehouse, but sylvester didn't flinch. he slightly shifted his broad shoulders, avoiding the panicked, poorly aimed bullet by a fraction of an inch. carlo stared in sheer, unadulterated horror as the legendary ghost stepped forward.
